An Equal Society

I think I have mentioned in the past about me writing a book. It's been quite pressing to tell the truth. I've completed about half of it, though I fear that it might be a bit over my head. I'm not too sure, but I guess things only get as big as we are capable of dealing with them. Right? Well at least i'm going to tell myself that. I feel that it saves me the down point at the end of it all.


I feel like i've come up to an important point in the book lately. I've also noticed that there is a lack of strong make characters. I'm not sure what that is all about, but it works for me. Writing a book about civil disturbances as well as political and racial prejudices is something of our time. The world is absolutely running down to the pits. I'm not sure if the world leaders realize that without the masses, which are (sadly) the poor, all economy stops. There is no one to build the buildings, or to clean the streets and operate the elevators. Though the rich continue to live by their blood. I fear that this part of the society which is pained by disease and a lack of access to medical aid, are slowly dying out.

When will a purely socialistic society take hold of the world and make all rights and freedoms truly equal?

My Passions Not Lost

As you have noticed the picture to the left is not your typical Christian picture. In fact, I have always found it quite difficult to look to the typical Christian imagery of Biblical figures. I for one find that the Orthodox especially, the Ethiopian Orthodox way, tends to fit more with how I like to see them depicted. There is a certain trueness to them, they do not lack life. Nevertheless, this is not why I am writing this entry.

Today (tonight), I watched "The Passion of The Christ". Initially we were not going to watch it - we being my sister and myself, though it captivated me in such a way that I thought it was probably good to watch it. I find that there are times at people's lives when it is just the right time to watch something, at other times it almost as if someone has forced them or convinced them to watch something and then they are thankful to have watched it. I honestly believe that things happen in this world for a reason. I am not sure about the legitimacy of Christ's words, however, I still believe that at that point in time it was necessary to bring a certain humbleness to the people. So many were becoming arrogant and quite bold, questioning the things around them. It was, like it has happened so many times over, a time of discovery.

For me, lately, it has been a time for discovery with my book and all. I am not sure as to where it is going, but I do not know that it is of a larger magnitude than I can actually fathom. I can see the end point some days and at others I feel as if I am further and further away from any possibility of a finished product. I guess what I'm actually trying to say, is that there are so many times when things can seem confusing in a person's life and even though they feel as if they are going down a logical path, the path can for many times become brushed over and all the directions wiped away. - It is more of a trick I think the mind plays on us, when we do not wish to see the truth and when we do not wish to see the falsities of the world.

The Passion depicted in the film or the Bible, is certainly a path of tribulations and where we find the will within ourselves to stand up for what we believe and walk the paths not yet walked. Not all of us are leaders, but for myself, regardless of the diminishment and belittling come unto to me by this cruel and jealous world, I will prevail. I will come out on top. My outcome is completion, and with that I find the happy. It is a faith within and of myself that I know I will succeed.

a rabbit hole of possibilities

It is absolutely interesting the different things that happens in ones life. It it a changing factor you know. In fact, I have always said that one is never too old to learn new things within the world. I was supposed to go to Japan if you remember from my last post, however, I changed my mind and now I have been accepted to Simon Fraser University in British Columbia. I am quite happy about this and I look forward to doing education there. However, this is not the point of my blog this evening. In fact, it entails me somewhat praising myself at the efforts that I have put into writing my book. It has been a task that not many have listened to me about and in fact the bits and pieces that I have read for some they usually respond, saying, "it certainly makes you want to read more." I have been wondering if in fact they will want to read more once they have moved over the first few pages of the manuscript. I know it is certainly not of the quality of C.S. Lewis, J.R.R Tolkien, nor L. Ron Hubbard. I do not even have an awesome name like so many of the great writers did. I mean I could make it I.M.S. W***t, but mostly that looks something more of a medical emergency than anything else.

This past month I spent my time on the East Coast of Canada and I spoke to many friends who seem wo be embarking on such new an interesting aspects of their lives. However, I keep telling myself that in fact my life is quite interesting and eventful, but in a different light. I guess it is never easy to see the glitz and glamour of ones own life, especially when one is living it at the moment of contemplation.

However, I have been diving a bit into Astrophysics and the like of Philosophy and Astronomy. I have been finding them quite interesting though I fear the mathematics involved in the beginning. I imagine it nevertheless, being along those lines my third degree in a line of many to come, well not exactly, since after this degree at SFU, I will be focusing on getting my Master in English and then after a diploma in Graphic Design and then most likely a PhD in English studies, not exactly sure yet, but I can see it for sure. It feels great knowing that the clouds are not blocking my view anymore and the world is slowly but surely making sense. In the film "What the Bleep" it focuses a lot at the end on the amount of knowledge one has, the more possibilities one is willing to accept. Though I am feeling, more and more, that the more knowledge I acquire the more possibilities I notice, but also am willing to organize them. The world is an interesting place and one never knows what is at the end of the rabbit hole, but you always know that they only way out is up, it all just depends on when one is willing to make that climb. This entry is more emotional than political or critical of worldly things, however, sometimes it is important to put one self out there and see what the cosmos hold.

The Orient Express

Lately, the prospects of going to Japan seem even more distant. I never knew that Japan was such an overly developed place and the concepts of getting around are made so easy, but the Asian culture is also quite distant to any of those that I've known before. I guess Memoirs of Geisha is nothing more than a Hollywood dramatization of the beautiful colourful world of Japan and Troy does nothing more than fantasises of a world of cross dressers and beautiful maidens.

I sure know that the teaching is my passion, but how far am I actually willing to go and how much of a hassle am I willing to endure. I know that no road in life is simple and that there are bound to be many disasters and tribulations, but when is enough? I think it's just when i feel like it's "basta" .... like basta pasta. but seriously, the travels that i have had have all lead to unfinished friendships, full of nothing but empty voids and words not backed with any meaning.

I guess my main fear would be going to Japan, making friends and finally not being "lost in translation" and then have to pack my bangarangs and then make my way home. Not to mention that home, has very little to offer other than grand expectations and a change of being. I know not what I expect, but I of me, is too big, I think sometimes.

Novel to Film, a Picasso of Change

Recently, I've been taken away by my thoughts wondering about the devastation we, as successors, must be causing so many of the past talents, composers, great thinkers, and writers. How can we expect as a nation to expand our thoughts and achievements if we forget the past. Bob Marley once said, (not directly quoted) you have to know your past before you can know your future.

These are great words and I was flabbergasted when I heard the comment come from an older person. She said, "reading is so boring, I find it more interesting to sit back and have a good show given to me on the screen." I expected this kind of comment from maybe a 16 year old or even an 18 year old, but honestly someone who is at least in the range of 40 - 50 who has certainly lived closer to the time of Hitler burning books in the streets of Berlin.

I find books are a bit much sometimes, as I am an English major. Sometimes I think it is more of a task to read a book, but I can tell you this much there is nothing better than having a good book and just making it last. I can read on average 400 pages in 2 days, providing I take long breaks etc., but never would I substitute a good read with a movie.

I do enjoy watching films that are created in reference to a book, but I hate when they 'cheapify' it and make it into a farce or such. It certainly took skill for Peter Jackson to create "Lord of the Rings" in cinematographic greatness. However, I recently read and watched "The Devil Wears Prada", and not to mention that the entire book was outdated in it's examples and description of fashion. I mean honestly, who wears fur anymore, and for a person like Miranda Priestly to actually think that Jimmy Choos and some mid-rift top is worth a smile, I must say that Lauren Weisberger was highly misinformed and should be one of the people taken out the shooting range and shot. Nevertheless, I am not the server of judgement, so I guess it will go unpunished.

However, the fact that a film maker could change such important character roles, like her boyfriend being a teacher to being some top notch chef, takes away from the whole reason why he is oblivious to the fashion industry. Not to mention the fact that her friend Lily is an artists and we all know that artists by nature are self-indulgent mostly, lost in their own thoughts individuals, not to mention if she is so successful as she is depicted in the film, then she must rub elbows with many celebrities and such, and chances she is engrossed in the fashion highbrow lime-light as well, and would barely have time to be hanging out each night.

I know this review is like a whole year late, but I like the hype of the entire thing to die down and then I can take my time and review it. I think my next read and watch is going to be "The Da Vinci code", though I read a book like over 4 years ago, which is basically the exact story, but I think I will give it a whirl and maybe, just maybe "The Passion of the Christ".

I think it's about time the world contemplates their future and the role human beings play in it. However, that's for another time.

Battlestar Galactica - Season 3, Episode 15

Well, I can say that this epic from the 80s has certainly come a long way. Maybe I am only but tooting a horn that has long gone rusty, but I do think that disregard the strangeness in the sound, there is still a nice clear ring resonating across the nations when they view such a well made television series. Even though many of the characters have been altered, such as Starbuck, going from a Black man, to a snappy, confused White woman, they have certainly done well and have kept the concepts well in tact.

I say to everyone that I talk to about this show. "If you want Religion, Battlestar Galactica. If you want Politics, Battlestar Galactica. If you want Morality, Battlestar Galactica. If you want Philosophy, Battlestar Galactica. It goes to show that even though so many people have knocked science fiction and made it seem as if it is not worth the time of the educated masses, in fact many science fiction boffins do in fact have something to offer the world of thought and reason. Many of the science fiction shows, take the what-ifs of science and make them happen. It makes them more real and comprehensible to the few who find the cosmic calculations and physics theories too far over their head.













Both Bill Adama and Laura Roslin have kept the concepts of a militant nature as well as a political nature afloat having the viewers question their motives, as well as having both to taken on the many problems that arise within the fleet. They make sound judgment though sometimes questionable and possible even immoral, but they move forward and consider it a mistake in hopes of not making it again. Though old in age, they are young in leadership for such a large group of individuals, and they have learned well. I do think the show has come far and will continue to grow, especially with an ever talented Canadian cast.

Three cheers to Battlestar Galactica and hope for continued airing. I look forward to February 18 to see Season 3, Episode 15 - "A Day in the life"

Valentine Hatred or Liking??????

"WARNING"
- Film may not be liked by all viewers - language and extreme insanity -

I found this video the other day, and I thought to myself, this character is interesting, though I was taken back by the video itself. At the same time, it is somewhat humorous.
Not to mention he spelled Turrets incorrectly - it should be Turrets and Terrets as he has it.

You decide.

Kevin has terrets

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European Lifestyle

It has been 3 years now and still I regret having moved back to North America. I fear something as simple as not having a wonderful Café lifestyle has really gotten me down.

Europeans have a different concept of the café. It is a socializing spot and depending on the country that you are in, for instance Austria, people have it as apart of their daily regiment. My friends and I used to go to a café at least 3 times a week, and even if you took a stroll to the corner café chances are you would bump into someone you knew or even be able to strike up a conversation with an individual in the coffeehouse.
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The most common spelling café is the French spelling, and was adopted by English-speaking countries in the late 19th century ^[1]. The word comes from the name of coffee itself. Café can also be spelt caffè (the Italian spelling), especially if in Italy or if the café is owned by Italians ^[2]. In southern England, especially around London in the 1950s, the French pronunciation was often shortened to [kæf] and spelt caff ^[3]. (Wikipedia)

I have been awed by the linguistic travels of words and I was quite content to have found this definition with the explanation of the language changes. However, the reference to England caught me off guard. Though Souther English had never taken well to the Germanic speech and preferred a more Roman take on the Anglo.

Terror Stricken World

Quite frankly the "War on Terror" that Americans have spent so many years creating amongst other people is now spilling over to their borders and what was before the World Wars considered a secluded piece of land so far away from the terrors and tyrants of the Corrupt Eastern powers. Sadly to say, so many people are now suffering from the hand of Americans, plunging into a pool of nuclear weapons and Western Hatred only to find it almost consumed and the efforts of regrouping seem far and far less possible. The "American Dream" cannot be lived by Non-Americans, at least not until it is assumed by it's own people. I fear the terror of war is going to span across the countries of the East, and once again they will have to cripple the Americans and persecute them. They received a bit of leeway after successfully escaping persecution as Puritans from the British Isles, and it is obvious they feel a personal vendetta needs to be settled, and that is showing the world that the persecuted can successfully become the persecutors.